Dear universe,

I am trying to find a resource for tracking rainfall levels in ann arbor.

thank you in advance,

steve

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this kid means bidness

July 18, 2010

she’s assures me it will make people take her more seriously.

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what the frick?

July 18, 2010

My new favorite word:

Bowdlerize:
1 : to expurgate (as a book) by omitting or modifying parts considered vulgar
2 : to modify by abridging, simplifying, or distorting in style or content

Etymology: Thomas Bowdler, English editor (Bowdler published a cleaned-up version of Shakespeare’s works so tame even the ladies and kids wouldn’t read it).

As in:I had to download the explicit version of Jay-Z’s Dirt Off Your Shoulder since the bowdlerized radio edit was so cracker jacks.

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parasols in the garden

July 11, 2010

I use pretty paper parasols to keep the sun off the tender little things just transplanted.

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not all right

July 11, 2010

Everything, it turned out, is not all right. In fact, if you can believe it, my thumbnail fell off. I really thought it wouldn’t. Then I thought it would. Then I didn’t. Then I knew it would.

I updated Courtney periodically, the forecast ponging back and forth every few days, “I think it’ll stay” one day, “It’s definitely coming off” the next. And so she made fun of me, as she should have. “Keep me updated.” she teased after a month of wishy-washy prognostication. I started referring to it as “my journey” a week or so ago. There must have been something more profound than either she or I knew afoot to put a label on it like that.

And there was. Because it came off, (Or I cut it off. Or most if it, the part that was hanging from a corner, the part that was going to catch on something and make trouble for me. It had been pushed up by the new nail enough so that I knew the tender bits underneath was safe. It was just a matter of clearing the debris.), and when it did it was obvious, fingernails are just one more window into the soul. Add it to the eyes, tack it on to the mouth, that pearl-hard shell of shiny keratin is a prosopopoeiatic mirror. Remove it, and you’re looking at a zombie, a soulless mask, a face with no sense.

Lamp it yourself, nerds:

missing thumbnail

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I think the whole Internet memed the F$@! out of this like all 2009 and $*#t, but I just got hepped to it, and can’t resist passing it on to all you other squares out there.

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the birds

July 10, 2010

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prettiest city picture I ever done took.

philadelphia city hall at night

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The cost of developing and carrying the weapon, Dr. Emlen inferred, was outweighed by the greater access to females gained by owning some prized possession like a food source or tunnel where females could lay eggs.

nytimes

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